Back to main magazine page now!! Volume 45, Number 2, 2009 T he theme of our Mission for 49 years has been “Changed Lives”—49 years of changed lives around the world, from the Congo to the Sahara, to Siberia, to the Amazon, to the isles of the sea, to the backside of the wilderness. Recently, I have been reading the history of the London Missionary Society. This organization was established about six years after the mission society started by William Carey. It was a great movement. The London Missionary Society, with the help of churches, purchased a ship to send missionaries to the South Pacific. They named the ship the Duff. Over 30 missionaries had surrendered to go to the South Pacific. In 1796 the Duff, with its Christian crew, undocked on the Thames River in London and sailed out to the open seas with their missionaries. Great crowds lined the shore of the Thames to wave and cheer as the Duff sailed past. Arriving in the South Pacific, the Duff set several groups out on different islands. Those early missionaries went through horrible persecution and some were murdered by cannibals. Eventually, though, with the arrival of John Patton and others, 200 to 300 thousand cannibals were converted to Christ. Several weeks ago I walked through the village in Scotland where John Patton had grown up. I saw the place where his house had been and saw the church where he had worshiped as a lad growing up. This work of missions is a work of destiny. We are dealing with issues of life and death, darkness and light, hope and despair, heaven and hell. I visited a church in England recently that Mary and I had started over 33 years ago. Some of the people that were won to Christ 33 years ago had gone to Heaven, but some of their loved ones remain. It was a glad reunion. A lady by the name of Ruth Meikle met me at the door and said, “Did you hear about George?” (George, her husband, had recently died.) It had been 33 years ago that I led George to Christ. He became one of our trustees at Lifegate Baptist Church. He once said to me, “I used to fight against Him, but now I would fight for Him,” referring to God. Another dear man, George Burt, had also died. George Burt was a Scotsman who had moved to England. He became a wonderful Christian and could sing “The Old Rugged Cross” in his Scottish accent like 2 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 BAPTIST INTERNATIONAL MISSIONS, INC., was founded in 1960 as an independent Baptist faith mission. BIMI is a fundamental mission agency, true to the Word of God in doctrine and method. The purpose of BIMI is to assist fundamental Baptist churches in fulfilling our Lord's command to evangelize the world with the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Our objectives are to establish indigenous Baptist churches and train national pastors and leaders. There are over 1,000 missionaries with BIMI working in more than 80 countries of the world. Dr. James Ray President/General Director OFFICERS: Dr. James Ray, President; Dr. Ray Thompson, Vice President; Mr. James Butler, Corporate Secretary; Dr. Al Goss, Treasurer BOARD OF TRUSTEES: Dr. Michael Edwards, Chairman Dr. Gregory Baker, Vice-Chairman, Dr. David Atkinson, Dr. Paul Chappell, Rev. T. Michael Creed, Dr. Don Forrester, Dr. John Godfrey, Dr. C.O. Grinstead, Dr. Rodney Kelley, Dr. Tom Messer, Dr. Mike Norris, Dr. David Pittman, Mr. John Ramsey, Dr. James P. Rushing Jr., Dr. Clarence Sexton, Dr. Don Sisk, Rev. Rusty Smith, Dr. Jim Townsley, Dr. Robert Wall, Dr. Tom Wallace, Dr. Scott Wendal ADMINISTRATION / FIELD DIRECTORS: Dr. James Ray, General Director; Dr. Ray Thompson, Executive Director; Mr. James Butler, International Office Director; Mr. John Ramsey, Comptroller; Mr. Doug Cunningham, Business Manager; Dr. Jeff Alverson, Assistant Military; Dr. John Bailes, USA; Dr. Gerry Baughman, CAMP BIMI*SMART; Rev. Roger Blevins, South America; Rev. Eric Bohman, Assistant Africa; Dr. Ron Bragg, Africa; Rev. Alan Brooks, Assistant Southeast Asia; Dr. Pat Creed, Caribbean; Dr. Bob Dayton, Assistant Central America; Dr. J.B. Godfrey, Far East; Dr. Bob Green, Candidate and Deputation; Rev. William Griffin, Enrichment; Rev. Ed Hembree, Assistant Europe; Rev. Brant Holladay, Europe; Rev. Terry Jones, Central America; Dr. James Kennard, Military; Rev. Robert Larson, Assistant USA; Dr. Jim Lilley, Estate Planning; Dr. Robert Meyer, Southeast Asia; Dr. Jimmy Rose, Brazil; Dr. Don Sisk, General Director Emeritus; Dr. David Snyder, Far North; Rev. Gary Sprunger, Assistant Caribbean; Rev. Robert Van Sant, Assistant CAMP BIMI; Rev. Carl Vonnoh, CLAIM REPRESENTATIVES: Dr. Roy Ackerle, Rev. Gailen Abbett, Dr. Les Frazier, Dr. Ed Gibson, Dr. John Halsey, Dr. Robert Johnson, Rev. Mark Logan, Rev. Michael McCombie, Dr. Jerry Reece, Dr. Reggie Rempel, Rev. Clayton Revels, Dr. Clayton Shumpert nobody else. The last time we saw George Burt was when we visited his home a few years back. He was days away from death from cancer. The family was gathered around, and I went over and shook hands with him. He was sitting in a chair on the far side of the room. I told him that I loved him. He would not let go of my hand, but held it up to his lips and kissed it and said, “Brother Ray, I love you too. I have loved you for a long time” (ever since I led him to Christ). We all sang “The Old Rugged Cross.” Tears wet the carpet and we said goodbye. Had I not won anybody else in England, George Burt would have been worth all the effort. When I led him to Christ, God changed his world and his eternity. Queen Esther was told she had come to the kingdom for such a time as this. David in I Samuel 17:46 said, “…that all the earth may know that there is a God in Israel.” Attach your name and your life to those verses. Think of the work of supporting and sending missionaries, and know that you have come to the kingdom for such a time as this that all the earth may know there is a God. n Joining the BIMI Team STAFF: Mr. Don Arnold, Audio Visuals; Rev. David Carney, Administration Assistant/Public Relations Coordinator; Rev. Ken Catoe, Printing Services; Rev. Alan Robinson, Missionary Services Coordinator; Mr. Kevin Wnuk, Computer Services BIMI World: Dr. James Ray, Executive Editor; Rev. David Carney, Editor; Rev. Ken Catoe, Production Editor; Mr. Don Arnold, Production Photographer; Mr. Jonathan Bergen, Designer Official Publication of Baptist International Missions, Inc. Mailing Address: P.O. Box 9215 - Chattanooga, TN 37412 Shipping Address: 8614 Harrison Bay Road - Harrison, TN 37341 Phone: (423) 344-5050 Fax: (423) 344-4774 E-Mail: Website: BIMI Canada: P.O. Box 242 - St. Jacobs, Ontario N0B 2N0 (519) 664-3242 New candidates waiting for approval to serve as missionaries wih BIMI. BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 3 Missionary Eddie Trimble in the Philippines My family and I have labored in the Philippines for more than 15 years. Along the way, the Lord has given us precious rewards for our work—5 of which are with us at this time. Their names are Lutchie, Nenith, Mellore, Lorena and William. We have known them all since 1995. Lutchie was saved at the age of 10. My wife had the privilege of leading her to the Lord. She was Becky's first convert in the Philippines. Eventually, all of Lutchie's siblings and other family members received salvation and were faithful in our first church. We moved away to another city to plant another church in 2001. Lutchie came a year later after finishing high school to help take care of our baby while Becky home schooled our other children. She ended up staying with us for 5 years and we put her through college to become a teacher. When we moved to Davao, Lutchie was finishing her last year of college. The following year she moved to Davao to help teach our children. She is now 23 and is such a great blessing and benefit to us. Lorena is Lutchie's younger sister. She is 16. 4 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 Lorena made a profession of faith when she was very young, but as a teen she started hanging around with the wrong crowd. Lutchie was greatly concerned with the path that Lorena was taking and she soon approached us and asked if Lorena could come and live with her in Davao. Not too long after Lorena arrived, the Lord dealt with her about her salvation. Becky was able to lead her to the Lord at the beginning of this year. Her salvation is evident now in her walk with the Lord. Nenith is Lutchie's aunt. She was saved about the time Lutchie accepted the Lord. Nenith eventually attended Bible college. Mellore also was saved at that time and also attended Bible college. They eventually fell in love and were married. After a few discouraging years of backsliding, they got back on track serving the Lord and came to Davao to work with our ministry. Nenith and Mellore have been a tremendous help in the Bible college. We have known William since he was six years old. He was always coming over to our house on Sundays to eat lunch with us and to play with our sons, Tim and Steve. He came to live with us during his junior year in high school and has been with us ever since. He is almost 20 years old and will be a junior in Bible college. He loves music and can play many instruments. Our family has grown to love William like a son and a brother. So, it's all worth the sweat and tears! It's worth the lonely times when we're missing our family back home. It's worth the hard times. It's worth the sacrifice—to know that we will see these precious people in heaven. What joy and happiness it brings when they say with tears in their eyes, “Thank you. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be saved.” It's worth it…every bit of it. This is our reward from Heaven. n BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 5 By Pastor Terry Arp (Former BIMI missionary to Africa) It had been a blazing hot day and I was tired. I was ready to send Ahamed away for the day when he asked if I would take him to see his grandfather who was dying. Honestly, I did not want to make the 70 mile trip out into the desert but the Holy Spirit persuaded me to go. Early the next morning, we made the three hour trip to a nomad camp that I'd never seen before. Upon arriving, we found Ahamed's grandfather to be suffering with a high fever. I went into the goatskin tent where he lay on the ground and attempted to talk to him. He did not seem to understand what I was saying, so I held his hand and prayed for him. When I finished praying, his eyes opened and he told his son to make tea. By the time we finished drinking the hot tea, the old man was sitting up and talking rationally. His grandson told him that I was a man with the message of Yesua (Jesus). This opened the door for me to share the Gospel of Jesus Christ. In a very simple way, I explained the death, burial and resurrection of Christ to the old man. As I told the story, his eyes were fastened intently on mine. When I finished he said, “I've waited all of my life for somebody to tell me that message again. I heard it when 6 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 I was just a small boy, only five or six years old.” Then, to my further surprise he said, “Many times, and with all of my heart, I have asked God to help me know more about Him because I knew there was more that I did not understand.” As we talked on for a while, I became convinced that he had truly believed on Jesus Christ for salvation. As the day wore on, the old man's fever returned and by the time we left he was too ill to talk. I did not expect to see him again this side of eternity. About three months later, Ahamed (who had since gone to work for someone else) came and asked if I would take him to see his grandfather again. I was surprised to learn that his grandfather had survived. So, I happily agreed to take him out to the nomad camp again. As it often happens, when we arrived the next day a crowd of people were waiting for us. The old man, whose name was also Ahamed, had gathered all the people of the camp together to hear the message of Christ. This side of eternity, we will never know how many lives were changed by the Gospel because someone gave a young nomad boy the message of Jesus Christ. He responded to the light that he received...and passed it on. n T By Missionary Earl Yates in Mexico he wave struck the shoreline softly, offering no escape for the small grains of sand caught between the ocean and the land. The surf washed over our feet as we walked along the beach, watching the sunlight rest on the western horizon of Mexico. One of the preachers walking with us began to speak about his life before he was saved. As a young man, Juan's heartfelt desire was to find something that would fill that void deep down inside of him. He turned to the Jehovah's Witnesses. Eight long years of toil led him nowhere. In desperation, he fell into the web of Mormonism. After six years of failing to find the peace that he sought, he left them as well. Unfortunately, his relentless search led him strait into Satan's snare of Black Magic. His new found powers as a Satanist thrilled him. Using black magic, he meticulously destroyed all opposing enemies around him. Climbing the ladder quickly in his coven, there seemed to be no limit as to who he could kill or destroy. Yet, the despair only deepened. He had utterly failed to find peace and was almost totally consumed with demonic inspired thoughts of suicide. In his darkest moment, his mother begged him to visit a relative in a distant city. Reluctantly, he conceded to take a few days to do so. God makes no mistakes. It just so “happened” that his relative lives in Victoria— our city. His aunt, Juanita, is a precious saint and one of our avid soul winners. Juanita, who had been warned of Juan's non tolerance toward Christianity, fasted and prayed for several days before his arrival. When others shunned away from him, she stepped up to the need. Silently, she prayed as she began witnessing to Juan. His demeanor was stubborn and his words were vile. He spat in her face and mocked her God. Undaunted, she continued to speak of Jesus Christ to her violent nephew. Eventually, the love of Jesus Christ evidenced in this gentle lady won the battle. For three days, he listened intently as his aunt led his thirsty soul to the Savior. Finally, he found fulfillment in Jesus Christ and was baptized by Pastor Antonio from our first work in Victoria. My heart rejoiced before the Lord as I walked with Juan along the beach. He is now a circuit preacher, visiting several villages every week. He is a trophy of God's grace, preaching the Gospel that he once despised and fighting the demons he once embraced. n BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 7 By Missionaries Steve and Kathy Stone in Nova Scotia W e first met nine-year-old Jonathan in February, 1988, at one of our youth meetings at Calvary Baptist Church in Plympton, Nova Scotia. After our time together with the youth that particular evening, he expressed a desire to be saved. We rejoiced as he prayed to accept Christ. However, through the years, he became involved in things of the world including drugs. In 2006, while in a drug rehab program, Jonathan attended another church in the area where he realized that he had not fully understood God's plan of salvation and truly accepted Christ. Shortly thereafter, he started attending Calvary Baptist Church again. To follow up, Steve visited Jonathan in his parents' home. He shared with Jonathan that God has commanded believers to regularly meet together for our spiritual growth and encouragement in the Lord. In response, Jonathan and his girlfriend started attending the services regularly. Jonathan shows a real reflection of the work of God in his heart. He has a desire to visit friends and witness to them. He continues to testify of the grace of God in his life and is a real testimony to the youth in our church. One morning while listening to the Gospel presentation on the radio in his home, he helped his girlfriend pray and accept Christ into her heart. They plan to marry soon. We are blessed to see Jonathan's desire to serve the Lord. When asked to write out his testimony, Jonathan said, “I was born on January 4, 1979. I was saved on October 16, 2006, but before that my life didn't have much meaning. At the age of 15 years, I got hooked on pot and cocaine. From there my life went out of control. To say the least, I was hanging around with the wrong crowd. I was always in trouble with the law, in and out of courthouses, probation, jail, and not caring for my own life. Drugs were my life. Thank God on October 16, 2006, I was set free!” n 8 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 By Missionary Ron Goodman in Mexico (The following story was translated from a little girl's written testimony.) My name is Sandra Paola Ortega Carrillo. I'm eight years old. My mom is Sandra, and my dad is Carlos. I have a six-year-old brother whose name is Carlos Ivan. Only my brother and I attend church. I began to go when I was five because my Aunt Lupe who goes to the church took care of us while my parents work. I only got to go on Sunday mornings. In the church there is a class for kids six and under. I was in that class and Sister Jeannie would teach us stories from the Bible. One story was called, “Jesus died on the cross.” That story is what made me get saved, because Jesus died on the cross for all of the sins of the world and arose from the dead and is now in Heaven. I kept on listening to the Bible, and one day I understood that I was a sinner and I wanted to be saved. Sister Stacy explained to me how to be saved and then led me in prayer. Now when I die I am going to go to heaven. At school, I witness to my girlfriends but they don't like to hear about God. Sometimes they won't talk to me and I get discouraged and I feel sad, not because they won't talk to me but rather because they closed the door of their hearts to Jesus. That is what makes me sad. But I don't quit trying to talk to them about Jesus. I pray for them that they will be saved so that they will be with me in Heaven. Now I go to church more and I'm learning a lot from the Bible. I would like nothing more than that everyone would hear about Jesus. I'm very thankful to God for my salvation. n BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 9 By Missionaries Sean and Stephanie Lunday in Brazil “Pastor, we are the forgotten people of the Amazon. Nobody remembers us out here.” I realized how true the fisherman's statement was—as we passed by village after village on the banks of the Japura River in the Amazon, where there is no Gospel preaching church of any kind. In September, the Lord allowed us to travel up the Amazon with a team of three from our home church and two Brazilian pastors. During the week, we traveled through the jungles and river tributaries of the Amazon by boat, canoe, foot and a small airplane. It was quite an adventure as we witnessed the different Indian villages and communities along the river tributaries, most of which are without a true Gospel witness. One such village was deep in the jungle, with access only by canoe and foot. After traveling a good distance through the steamy hot bush we came upon a group of thatched roof houses, built on stilts to protect against the frequent flooding of the rainy season. We soon found ourselves surrounded by a group of curious onlookers, anxious to know the motive of our unannounced visit. After visiting a few of the homes, we spread the news that there would be a service that afternoon in the main courtyard of the village. In the center of the courtyard was an old, open wall structure where we decided to conduct our special service. At 4:00 p.m., Wilson, our Brazilian boatman, and I began to sing “It Is Well With My Soul” in Portuguese. Soon, a crowd of 40 or 50 people gathered, attentive to hear what we had to say. When the invitation was given, 12 precious souls came forward and knelt at the front to receive Christ as their Savior. Our hearts were burdened and challenged as we made our way down the trail, back to the canoes waiting by the edge of the river. As we parted ways, they pleaded, “Please come back to our village and build a Baptist church.” Unfortunately, in this village where the people are so receptive, there is no church of any kind. This is only one dark place among thousands—waiting for the light of the Gospel. n 10 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 By Missionaries Coy and Nancy Shaw, reaching the Portuguese in New York City For several months Vanessa had been attending the services at New Life Baptist Church. Recently she returned to Brazil, but before leaving the United States, she wrote the following farewell note to the church. Thank you for all you have done for me. The love and support came when I needed it most. I've never felt so loved. Like any immigrant I felt alone and always had a fear of opening up to others—afraid that I would be taken advantage of. No longer do I feel alone. Now, I have found a family that I never imagined existed. I always thought that being a Christian was for crazy people. And, know what? I was a Communist and a Catholic but none of these brought me happiness. I met Jesus and now my heart overflows with happiness. Today I feel good in saying that I am a Christian. A Christian is someone that believes—I believe that Jesus Christ is my Savior. Knowing that we have a family and that we will rejoice together with the Heavenly Father is priceless. Thank you for not giving up on me. Love, Vanessa BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 11 12 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 By Dr. Bob Green As soon as the ten candidates finished the two-day Candidate School and were approved by the Board of Trustees in December of 2008, we turned our attention to the new applicants for June. The Lord was working so that BIMI would have the largest number of candidates in one candidate school class in several years. The Lord graciously sent 35 new candidates. Several facts are especially noteworthy. • New missionaries were approved for four countries targeted by the 100 Nations Project. • In addition the Lord sent new missionaries to serve in unreached people areas: Malta, Madagascar, Columbia, S.A. and Outer Mongolia, countries not on the 100 Nations list. • A majority of the candidates testified that they chose to apply to BIMI because of their sending pastor's recommendation. We place much importance on the favorable recommendation of the sending church and pastor. • Several candidates mentioned BIMI's goals of evangelism and church planting as strong motivation points. • BIMI's philosophy and high standards were also mentioned. • Seventeen of the candidates had attended CAMP BIMI. BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 13 Though the Monday “screening of new missionaries” is a time of anxiety and stress for the candidates, it is a blessed time for those making up the screening committees. We are grateful for the local and sending pastors that are able to attend and participate in the screening committees. There are always reports from the committee members of how they were blessed by the testimonies of the candidates. The members of the committees are able to question the candidates, but the candidates are also allowed to question the committee. Compatibility between the two is important. It is truly amazing to see how God has worked through His Word, the Holy Spirit, parents, local churches, pastors, teachers, Bible colleges and other influences to bring the missionaries to the point of surrender and commitment to serving God in the seeking of lost souls for Christ. The Lord Jesus Christ commanded His disciples to pray to the Lord of the harvest that He would send forth laborers into the fields that are white unto harvest. God is answering His people's prayers for more laborers for the harvest fields. Please continue to pray. BIMI is blessed and privileged to be able to serve as a handmaiden to thousands of local churches and their missionaries. n 14 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 BIMI WORLD – Number WORLD BIMI 2, 2009 15 16 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 BIMI WORLD BIMI WORLD – Number WORLD BIMI 2, 2009 17 By Missionary Clint Vernoy in Paraguay The Scribe asked Jesus, “Who then is our neighbor?” Many people today are asking a similar question of missionaries: “Haven't we gone far enough?” Let me answer that question just as Christ did…with a story. After working in the cities of Venezuela as a missionary for almost nine years, God changed our location. We went from the city, deep into the jungles of Venezuela. God gave us a wonderful opportunity to live in the village of Chajurana. We lived in an Indian's house when we first arrived in the village. It would take us nearly six months to get just the shell of our new home built. There was no electricity or running water. Our only contact with the outside world came through a small shortwave radio and the missionary plane that came once a month. Our first few months were very difficult. My wife, son and daughter all came down with malaria. The hardships were very new to us and I began to wonder if we were wise to be in the village with so few modern things. Quite a few people had said things like: “Why go there?” Or, “Is it really necessary?” Our phrase when things went wrong was, “It is God's will for us to be here, so….” After a few months one of the Christians in the village invited me to accompany him to another village up river where he had family. When we got there, I was left alone to wander the village while my friend went to visit his family. No one in the village would come near me since I was a stranger. I couldn't speak their But this is what I do remember, he said there was once a man, who was also God…that man loved me and died for me. “Do you know that story?” 18 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 language even if they did come close. I began to ask myself, “What am I doing here?” It seemed sort of useless, but God had other plans. Eventually, a young girl came walking up to me. And even more surprising…she spoke to me. A friend from Chajurana translated. “Are you a missionary?” She asked. “Yes, I am,” I replied. “Are you a Gospel missionary or a Catholic missionary?” Surprised by the nature of her question I said, “I am a Gospel preaching missionary.” She said, “Follow me. My grandmother wants to talk to you.” We followed her into a little grass hut, where we found a very old and frail grandmother. She proceeded to ask me the same questions. “Are you a missionary?” “Yes, I am.” “Are you a Gospel preaching missionary?” “Yes, I am.” Once she settled on who and what I was, she began to unfold her story. “I am from Brazil. I know that I will be dying soon, so I came here to see some of my family that I haven't seen in years…to say goodbye. I saw you out there and I had to know who you were. When I was a little girl, a missionary visited our village once and taught us many things. He did not speak our language very well and I was so young I do not remember much of what he said. But this is what I do remember, he said there was once a man, who was also God…that man loved me and died for me. Do you know that story?” she asked. With tears in my eyes I answered, “Yes, I do.” “Could you tell me why He died for me—and could you tell me His name?” Over the next hour, I told her the story of Jesus Christ, of why He came…and died… and rose again. She became my sister in Christ that day. I got back into the canoe and went back to our village. Two weeks later, I learned that she had died. She went to Heaven—to see the one who loved her enough to die for her. She knew his name. And He knew hers. n How Far BIMI Is WORLD – Number 2, 2009 19 Far Enough? By Missionaries Jeremy and Mandy Pittman in Uganda Although there are times in ministry where it seems we see little fruit, there are also seasons of wonderful blessing. During the past several months, the Lord has greatly blessed us with 24 new converts through our soul winning efforts and regular church services in Serere and Soroti. It has been thrilling to see some of these new converts follow the Lord in Believer's Baptism and then start attending weekly discipleship lessons. Allow me to share a few of their stories with you. Nearly every week, one of our church members requests prayer for the death of a loved one. Since the life expectancy for the average woman in Uganda is 41 years of age, I am frequently reminded of the importance of soul winning and fervent preaching. Although I love to preach, perhaps the most 20 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 wonderful privilege I have is to drive out into villages that oftentimes have never had a clear presentation of the Gospel. There are literally thousands of small villages throughout the vast country of Uganda that have no true Gospel witness. Recently, I led a young man named Onyait to Christ. He invited me to go to his village and share this message with his 90-year-old grandmother, Ikiror. In all sincerity, her gaunt and weak frame looked much older than 90, but I soon discovered that her clear words and quick mind belied her age. She explained to us that all her friends were dead and gone and she often wondered at night what would happen to her when she died. She had lots of questions as we went through several Bible passages dealing with salvation. After about an hour she declared, “I never knew that Jesus Christ was the only way to Heaven. This is very good news for me.” Previously, she had been trusting in a lifetime of good works. She had been taught that God would make a final decision about her works when she died and send her to either Heaven or Hell. She said, “I have worried many nights that I might never wake up and have often wondered where God would send me.” After we shared some more verses with her, she prayed and sweetly placed her trust in Jesus Christ. She then remarked, “Pastor, I'm not worried about going to sleep anymore.” As we were getting ready to leave and talking with her about some future discipleship lessons, she told me, “Pastor, I want you to live for 100 years so you can keep serving God and telling others about this message.” It is indeed a wonderful privilege to serve the King of Kings and tell His wondrous story! Oftentimes, I'm convicted by the commitment to Christ that I see in new converts. Several weeks ago, I was preaching in Soroti. A 65-year-old man, Edotu, raised his hand during the invitation and started walking to the front. He told me that he needed this Christ that was preached about that morning. One of our older men took him into a room and led him to Christ. Edotu met me after the service and said, “Pastor, my eyes have been opened and I have peace. I have never heard this teaching before, but it convicted my heart. I have been going the wrong way for so many years. Thank you for telling me the truth that has set me free.” Hearing those words obviously made my day! I encouraged him to come to my home for discipleship lessons. I had no idea that he lived three hours away by bicycle. For the last six weeks, Edotu has shown great faithfulness to these lessons. (He even came when he had malaria.) It has been such a joy to see his smiling face at the church as well. He told me last week that his wife said, “Ever since you have been born again you've been acting like a new man around this village!” n BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 21 By Missionary Phyllis Hall in Uganda Josephine is one of our smallest orphans. She came to live with us in December of 2005. This is the story of how God's love can change the lives of people and turn evil into good. When I first came to Soroti in January of 2002, the orphanage was still a vision. I was active in ministry with the children and ladies. As I visited with ladies in the area, I had the opportunity to minister to some who were dying of AIDS. One lady I helped in her last days was named Margaret. When she died, I was contacted and expected to attend the funeral. The day before the funeral has important cultural significance. People gather from near and far to pay their respects. I attended the event with some of our Bible Institute students. We were given the seats of honor, right in front of the casket. On the way home, one of the girls that had accompanied us asked if I had seen the girl with AIDS. I told her that I didn't know what she was talking about. Before the service, some ladies were taunting this girl and telling her that soon she would be like Margaret. The girl broke into tears. I felt moved to find this girl and witness to her. We soon discovered that the girl's name was Vickie. She was 17 or 18 years old. She lived in a remote village off the Moroto Road. At that time I had a little Toyota Corolla. I was afraid that I would tear the bottom out of my car and get stuck. Vickie lived alone in an isolated little hut. She had a year old baby with a small swollen stomach. Although Vickie had suffered alone, that was all about to change. That day, Vickie accepted Christ as her personal Savior. I was unable to visit Vickie and help her like I had helped Margaret, because of her remote village. It was not really a place 22 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 my car could go. Missionary Jewel Wright took me to visit Vickie one day in her four- wheel drive truck. Vickie was in pain and very uncomfortable and discouraged. We gave her an Ateso Bible, knowing that she could find comfort in the Scriptures. We wrote down some special verses for her. We didn't know that it would be the last time we would see her alive. It did not take very long for Vicki to die. I was surprised when someone came to my compound and informed us of her death. I accompanied Pastor Wright to the funeral. Again we had the seats of honor, but this time there was no casket—just this young woman lying on a mat with a sheet over her body. Even though her body was very thin, and her head was nearly bald, I was struck by her beauty. After the funeral, they put her body in a coffin and drove to the grave. I walked to the place where they had dug her grave. It was some distance away. Along the way, one of the ladies told me Vickie's tragic story. When Vickie was about 15 years old, her sister was living with a man who had AIDS. When Vickie's sister died, the man petitioned the clan to allow Vickie to stay to take care of the baby. He forced Vickie and she eventually became pregnant. In time, both her sister's baby and the man died. Young Vickie was left alone with a baby of her own—sad story. After we buried Vickie, the clan brought Vickie's little baby girl, Josephine, to Pastor Wright. They informed him that Vickie's dying request was for us to raise her baby. I don't think they knew it was in our plan to start an orphanage. Pastor said that we were not legally prepared to start an orphanage yet, but he would try to find someone to take care of Josephine. As it turned out, one of Vickie's other sisters, Auntie, took Josephine. I went to tell her about Christ. She was supporting her family by making homemade beer. She refused to ask the Lord to save her. The rebel attacks in 2003 made it impossible to visit her again. Nearly a year would pass before I would see Josephine again. Someone brought a dying child to my compound in 2004. It was little Josephine. She had severe malaria, pneumonia and worms. I went to visit her after the initial treatment. She was sitting up and improving. I was shocked that she was alive. I marveled at God's grace and felt in my heart that she would be okay. Only two weeks later, Josephine was back in our care again. She was very weak and could not stand. The doctor's diagnosis was TB of the spine. This was one of many diseases that I'd never seen before. When TB settles in the spine, a distinctive hump develops on the back. Growth is seriously stunted and the child cannot walk until treated. I could feel the hump developing on the child's back. As if that wasn't serious enough, the doctor was also concerned that she might have AIDS. We immediately started Josephine on medicine for the TB. At first she worsened and couldn't even sit up. I found her lying naked under a tree when I went to visit. When I tried to get her tested for AIDS, I found that there was a law forbidding the testing of children. When we eventually started the orphanage, we were able to arrange for the AIDS test. To the glory of God she did not have AIDS! Many months later, I visited Josephine at her house. She was still not walking. The possibility that this poor child might never walk again was downright depressing. Even though she lived in destitute conditions, she seemed to be the favorite child of the neighborhood. The adults and children of her village all loved her immensely. She was sitting in the dirt in front of her house pretending to cook— “mingling posho”­—as the women call it. She was stirring the sand in which she sat with a metal stick. The sight broke my heart. The news came one day like a special gift— Josephine can walk! I arranged to visit her house to see for myself. When I arrived I was almost afraid to see her. But there she was—walking without any help. She simply woke up one morning and was able to stand. Her Auntie helped her out of the hut. Everyone was so happy. They walked her to a neighbor's hut. She walked back by herself. She's been walking without help since that very day. I told Auntie that I wanted to take Josephine to church the next day. She was happy and agreed. The next day I was delighted to see the Auntie, Josphine and several other children arrive for church. Better yet, Auntie got saved that day! Sometime later, Josephine was granted official acceptance at the orphanage. She is growing and thriving in our care. Her mother, Vickie, has finally received her dying request. n BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 23 By Missionary Eric Bohman in Kenya, Africa “Please don't leave—I am ready to be saved!” This cry was uttered by a village elder sitting outside a small mud hut after I had given him a Gospel tract. I was somewhat surprised, for this man's tribe, the Turkana, usually never respond positively to the Gospel on the first visit. It typically takes a process of time for them to fully understand and accept salvation. However, this was an obvious exception! Upon seeing my surprise, he further clarified his request by stating that he had seen the power of God. Although I did not fully understand what he meant by that, I eagerly knelt down beside him and showed him the Gospel message. Within a short while, his name was written down in Heaven. A few minutes later, I met up with the local national pastor, who was leading another soul winning team to a nearby village. He revealed to me the full and beautiful story. A couple of years ago, a young man named Kiyon'ga was won to Christ within this pastor's church in Rumuruti. He became a very active member and zealous soul winner. Because of his testimony, he was selected by the chief to become one of the village policemen. One night on patrol, he came across several young people involved in illegal activity and arrested them. The next morning, he found out that one of the girls that he had arrested was the witch doctor's daughter. Kiyon'ga's He calmly replied that he served the true and living God and the witch doctor had no power over him. 24 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 neighbors and friends told him to leave the area and flee for his life, for surely the power of the witch doctor would kill him. He calmly replied that he served the true and living God and the witch doctor had no power over him. As the arresting officer, it was his duty to inform the witch doctor of the daughter's arrest. On his way, villagers warned him to turn back, and friends tried to get him to flee. Yet, he continued boldly until he reached the witch doctor's hut. He was ushered in quickly. He faced the witch doctor and said, “I have two things to tell you. One, your daughter is in jail. Two, you need to know about the one and true God!” To everyone's amazement, the witch doctor sat down and listened as the young man preached. Then he bowed his head, accepting Christ as his Savior, and was gloriously saved. The whole village has never been the same! It was a couple weeks later that I, not yet aware of this wonderful conversion, went soul winning in that village. The village elder was eager to be saved because he had truly seen the mighty power of God in his midst. Now, nearly a month later, both this former witch doctor and this village elder are being discipled by this young village pastor. n BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 25 By Dr. Mary Ray He stood before his congregation and announced, “We are now going to sing, ‘Amazing Grace, How Sweet the Sound.'  ” With poise and confidence he led the first stanza. Then, he said, “Now we are going to sing the last stanza.” His choir joined in his enthusiasm and sang heartily with their director. The first time I saw him, I was a college student. He stepped up to the podium before a crowd of five thousand people and announced the hymn, raised his arms in the air, and I, as a recent convert, had never heard such heavenly music. The place seemed electrified. The tears flowed down my cheeks, and I stood in awe. He was a powerful figure in my life during college years. It seemed that nothing he said was insignificant, and all the years since, I have found myself quoting his words and finding strength in them. He often said, “Young people, it is all a matter of keeping your heart right.” “Clean up the room you are in, and God may put you in a bigger one.” “God wants us to be what He wants us to be, and then He will let us do what He wants us to do.” “Pursue excellence.” “There are no second men with God.” More than fifty years have passed since I first saw him lead a congregation of thousands in song. This time, his congregation was much smaller. It was in the dining room of an assisted living home where my husband and I were visiting him. His congregation finished singing. He introduced us and asked James to lead in prayer. Our fellowship and our memories were sweet that day. 26 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 My mind raced back through the pages of time where I saw him leading a congregation of thousands in song. The scene now was not of thousands singing, but a few elderly people lifting their voices in song. Again, I heard him say, “Let's sing ‘Amazing Grace.' ” His face radiated the same joy. His voice held the same command. His spirit had the same humility. Although, he was often called, “The Perfect Second Man,” as I watched Dr. J.R. Faulkner that day, I knew he was right. There are no second men with God. n Dr. JR Faulkner went to be with the Lord on June 10, 2009. He was one of the members of the founding Board of Trustees of BIMI. We praise the Lord for the spiritual legacy that Dr. Faulkner left imprinted on our organization. BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 27 Memorial Gifts have been received in memory of: Cathy Anner by Mrs Aletha Davis by Ms Kimberly Gaskin by Mrs Donna Logan by Tabernacle Baptist Church by Temple Baptist Church Kermit Bailey by Gideon Sunday School Class Mrs Johnie Baker by Patricia Berges by Bonnie Booth by Mr & Mrs Robert Bradberry by Delores Coston by Shirley Lindsey by Ollis Loftis by Christopher Sherdan by Mr & Mrs Hassell Shropshire by Mrs Gisela Snearly by Mr & Mrs Clyde R Stephens by GM Sykes by Various donors by Carl Warnock Jr Rosann Bosfrom by Jim Lilley Margarete Burdette by Anchor Baptist Church Maxine Carpenter by Clarence Carpenter by Mr & Mrs Carl Engstrom Leslie Clonts by Mrs Peggy Bentley by Robbie Delozier by Charlotte A Miller by Marjorie Ogle Dr Quinton Columna by Anonymous Russell Daugherty by Faith Baptist Church Mrs J.R. Faulker by Jeanne Allen by Mr & Mrs Douglas Meyer by Margaret Stringer Richard Grove by Linda Criswell by Hope for Kids Inc Dr Kyle Guimon by Albert & Joyce Porterfield Donald F Hainey by Linda Stephens Judy Harris by Ralph Burchell Bev Hetrick by Bible Baptist Temple Walter E Hobbs by Glenda K Hobbs Elsie James by Beth Eden Baptist Church Dorothea Jones by Lavon Butler by Mr & Mrs Charles W Frane by Mr & Mrs Thomas Jones by Ed Smith & Associates by Mr & Mrs Weldon R Smith by Wisconsin Wilderness Dale McCombie by Melissa Sheehan Dwayne Moore by Mrs Alpha Moore Ruth Muncie by Lynnda Speer Russell Owens by Marrie Loftis by Major Robert L Smith by Cecil Stroud Ernest Sanchez Sr by Charles & Mary Frazier 28 BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 $500 Thomas Brent Jennings by Mr & Mrs Paul D Adams $25 by Lou Ann Barnett $100 by Mr & Mrs Philip Bell $300 by Jane Blackwell $50 by Mr & Mrs Wilson Bruce $100 by Dena Byrd $40 by Capital Bank $25 by Frances Corley $50 by Craig Dellinger $50 by Michael Deloach & children $100 by Mr & Mrs John Dorn $50 by Mr & Mrs Olin Dorroh $50 by Griffin Dorroh $50 by Ms Margaret Uit de Flesch $50 by Lee Foster $15 by Greenwood Baptist Church $15 by Candy Gillian $150 by Mr & Mrs James Hammontree $100 by Charles & Kathy Hollingsworth $75 by Insulated Glass of America $50 by Leadership South Carolina $195 by Mr & Mrs Donald Longshore $50 by Mr & Mrs John McAlhany $25 by Mr Johnny Meyers III $35 by Rosemarie Milling $50 by Ms Linda Mitchell $30 by Cynthia Pugh-Pruitt $300 by Rice Memorial Baptist Church $50 by Mr & Mrs Louie M Roberts $80 by Jon & Andrea Scott $1,000 by Security Technology Service $50 by Lathan & Judy Self $50 by Mr & Mrs Harold Shelley $100 by Mr & Mrs Michael Sherfield $300 by Carolyn Sonow $100 by June White $50 by Mr & Mrs William A White $365 by Patricia Wilson $500 by June Yarborough $25 Barbara D Lay by Carolyn Adcox $50 by Dorothy L Anderson $50 by Ken Berger $20 by Ruth E Boyce $50 by Stan & Cher Frey $25 by Herman & Judy Goddard $50 by Mr & Mrs William Hamrick $75 by JB & A, Inc $100 by Mr K's Used Books & CDs Inc. $3,000 by Keith Lay $25 by Mr & Mrs Robert Leicht $50 by Mr & Mrs Joseph McCloskey $25 by Mr & Mrs Lawrence Nagengast $50 by Mr & Mrs William Pappano by Joan Vander Sluis by Mr & Mrs Robert Wendt $25 $50 $50 $50 $100 $20 $90 $25 $25 $100 $25 $20 $25 $50 $100 $50 $100 $50 $50 $100 $80 $25 $100 $300 $100 $50 $25 $45 $50 $25 $150 $500 $50 $50 $50 $25 $20 $25 $25 $20 $50 $100 $20 $50 $25 $100 $100 $100 $130 $25 $250 $100 $30 $25 $100 Ferne Martin passed away on March 9, 2009. She was 88 years old and had suffered from heart problems. She was preceded in death by her husband, Bud, and survived by her daughter, Melissa. The Martins served in Alaska with BIMI since 1973. Russell Owens went to be with the Lord on December 29, 2008. Brother Owens was a missionary with BIMI since 1979. He and his wife, Faye, were church planters in Canada. He is survived by his wife and three children. Phyllis Easterling passed away after an extended illness on November 30, 2008. She had served with her husband, L.C., as church planters in Kentucky for 44 years. She is survived by her husband. Cathy Anner passed away on March 6, 2009, after complications from surgery. Cathy and her husband, Steve, were missionaries to Mexico with BIMI since 1996. She is survived by her husband and son, Jonathan. William Johnston went to be with the Lord on June 3, 2009. William and his wife, Viola, had served with BIMI since 1972. They were missionaries to Japan, England and the Philippines. He is survived by his wife and three children. BIMI WORLD – Number 2, 2009 29